I took over after the heroine of the abusive novel ran away

A van was parked beside the straight and wide asphalt road. A bald strong man sat on the roof of the van, fanning himself with his hands while cursing and directing his men to lift the van that had fallen into the ditch beside the road.

"Boss, drink some water!"

A young man stood beside the car, nodding and bowing with a fawning look on his face, holding a bottle of water in his hand.

The bald strong man was very angry when he saw the person coming and kicked him away.

"Drink water, I'm drinking yours, you bastard, do you know how to drive? Do you know how to drive? You can drive a ditch on such a straight road? Which driving school did you graduate from? I'm going to sue him."

The young man in his twenties was kicked so hard that he crouched on the ground in fear and said with great grievance:

"Boss, I, I don't have a driver's license yet."

The bald strong man jumped down from the roof of the car and kicked him again in anger.

"How dare you drive without a driver's license?"

The yellow-haired young man covered his head with his hands and quietly defended himself, "Aren't we gangsters? We have done illegal things. Isn't it normal to drive without a driver's license?"

The bald strong man was so confused by his righteous look that he didn't know how to refute for a moment.

Damn, that guy who is holding back his grandson, why does he accept all kinds of garbage?

"When you go back this time, you must get your driver's license back for me, otherwise get out of here." The bald strong man thought that the market has been bad in recent years, it has been difficult to do business and recruit people, so he decided to give him another chance.

The yellow-haired young man looked embarrassed. "I took the driving test five times before and failed. My coach asked me to find another job. But when I went to register later, the driving school refused to accept me."

Bald strong man: ...

He wiped his face and said, "You are also a talented person."

"Boss, you know what, I also think I'm pretty good. Look, I drive pretty well, don't I?"

When talking about this, the yellow-haired young man looked dissatisfied, humph, what a rubbish driving school.

What do you mean he can't learn well?

Why don’t they reflect on the fact that they don’t know how to teach?

The bald strong man no longer wanted to hit him, he wanted to hit himself.

"Okay, okay, you're awesome." "I'm telling you, if you delay my business, I'll kill you when I get back."

The bald burly man threatened viciously that these days, the market conditions were bad and business was difficult. He had finally received a big order, and if he failed this time, his gang would have to disband this year.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it won't delay anything. You see, our nails are all scattered, and the car that comes over will have its tire punctured. The car can't move, and the people certainly can't escape. There are no cars on this road, and only one car has passed by in such a long time. They can't be so lucky to catch a ride with someone else!"

The yellow-haired young man said bitterly

The bald strong man's eyelids twitched. He had an inexplicable bad premonition, but he couldn't figure it out.

"Humph, I hope it's like you said, otherwise I won't let you go. What are you looking at? Go down and lift the car."

The bald strong man got angry just by looking at him.

Seeing that he was still standing there, he kicked him down.

This bastard is incapable of doing anything and is the laziest one.

Just now they had planned to wait nearby after spreading the nails, but this guy stepped on the accelerator and drove a long way in an instant. If he hadn't fallen into the ditch, who knows how much farther he would have gone.

Ah! This guy who is always causing trouble but not being able to do anything good, the bald man touched his bald forehead in anger.

Suddenly, there was a roar of a car in front, and then a black car sped past him like lightning.

"Damn it, who is speeding on the road in the middle of the night?" The bald strong man cursed subconsciously.

After saying this, he was stunned. Wasn't the road ahead paved with nails? How did this car get here?

After the car was lifted up, the bald strong man and his men hurried to the place where the nails were spread, only to see an empty car parked in the middle of the road.

There was no one around.

The shaky light in the bald man's eyes suddenly went out.

Now, my heart is finally at peace.

Very good, this year he can retire.

The young man looked at his boss's gloomy face and kept thinking of ways to make amends.

Suddenly my eyes fell on the car logo, and my eyes lit up.

He immediately said as if to take credit, "Boss, this guy must have run away, but it doesn't matter, let's take this car and sell it? These rich people drive luxury cars, they should be able to sell it for a lot of money!"

The bald man waved with a smile, "That's a good idea. Come here."

The yellow-haired young man was confused by the smile, thinking that his boss was going to praise him, and hurriedly approached with great joy. As a result, the bald strong man clenched his fist and punched him: "I'm selling it to you, selling it to you! Open your dog eyes and see, which second-hand store dares to buy a national limited edition luxury car? You won't be reconciled unless you take me to the police station, right? Damn it, I'm unlucky to have met you for eight lifetimes."

Anya didn't know what happened to the unfortunate kidnappers after they left. If she knew, she would definitely tell the boss to thank the yellow-haired young man because he was his benefactor.

Otherwise, he would have to pay a huge sum of money for medical expenses.

The journey was supposed to take an hour, but Anya stepped on the accelerator and arrived at Yanxi's community in just twenty minutes.

Anya finished the race feeling refreshed, pulled the handbrake, unbuckled her seat belt, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Shen, I didn't lie to you. It won't take up much of your time."

The car was silent. Anya turned around and instantly met three pairs of confused eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat. Oh no! She was driving too fast and accidentally injured a friendly soldier.

Suddenly, Zhao Qi's face changed. He opened the car door hastily and staggered to the side of the road as if he was drunk. He held onto the flower bed next to him and vomited violently.

Over there, Yan Xi also opened the car door, got out of the car limply, then walked slowly to Zhao Qi's side, following in Zhao Qi's footsteps.

Anya: ...

Great, can she start looking for her next job now?

I don’t know if Gu Yu is still hiring bodyguards.

An annual salary of 6000 million is not unacceptable.

Anya said to Shen Cheng, the only one who did not move in the back seat, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, our boss drank too much before, so..."

Anya couldn't make up any more stories, so she had to skip the topic.

"Well~ Thank you Mr. Shen for your kindness in seeing me off. My boss will thank Mr. Shen next time he has a chance. I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave first."

Anya got out of the car. Zhao Qi and Yan Xi had already finished vomiting and were supporting each other as they walked towards the apartment building.

The back figure looked inexplicably desolate.

She hurried over and was about to help the person.

Yan Xi stretched out his arm, spread his five fingers, and turned his palm towards her, and said word by word:

"Let me slow down. Don't touch me."

Wait, let his soul catch up first.

What does it mean that the person is running in front and the soul is chasing behind?

After this experience, he had a deep understanding of this.